We
awoke in the morning and Jude told me that she had a dream that my lure was on
our anchor chain. And sure enough when we pulled up the chain there it was,
attached as she had dreamt on the chain. Spooky.
Missing fishing lure recovered |
The inquisitive iceberg |
With
15 knots from the south we managed to raise the sails and have a leisurely sail
to Tracy Arm cove. The seas were about 1 foot so we had a very smooth ride
across Stephens passage which can kick up sometimes. The weather was overcast
with patches of rain. Visibility deteriorated as we approached the entrance to
Tracy arm which is restricted with by the terminal moraine of the once great
glacier. As we approached harbor island I saw what looked like a low rock on
our port side. I was not aware of any rocks close to the entrance. I quickly
checked all my charts and there was no mention of the rock. I slowed down in
case there were others. I knew there were likely to be icebergs exiting the arm
but this was so grey and rocky I was unsure. We decided that it was indeed an
iceberg, just a very rocky one. Other large icebergs were exiting the mouth of
the arm, some the size of a large house. We slowed down as we were unsure of
how easy the smaller bergs would likely to be seen. We cleared the entrance and
headed towards Tracy arm cove, the only reported anchorage in Tracy arm. The
anchorage is open to southerlies but winds were, and were predicted to be
light. We dropped the hook in 50ft of water and settled down to eat. Whilst we
were eating we saw a small (20ft) iceberg entering the anchorage. Over the next
few hours we watched the berg as it came within 15ft of the boat, circled us and
exited the anchorage like an inquisitive whale. Bizarre.
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